Chapter 6
Cindy wished that she hadn't had so much to drink that afternoon. She couldn't help herself. She was feeling so guilty about what had happened with Paul and Lola. It made her sick to her stomach, yet it also left her with a tingly excitement all over.
"Damn," Cindy said softly. She went to the bar and fixed herself another drink. She couldn't stop thinking about it. How could it feel so good if it was so wrong?
She looked at the clock, wondering where Brad was. She had expected her husband home before now. Not that she worried about him. Brad wasn't the type who would be out running around with other women. Her husband was too nice.
Cindy went to the living room and sprawled on the couch as she sipped her drink. She knew what her husband would think of her when he came home. She was dressed in a short pink skirt and a halter top that showed too much. He wouldn't like that very much.
"Damn," Cindy said as she heard the doorbell ring.
She wasn't expecting anyone but her husband and he wouldn't be ringing the doorbell. She was not dressed for going to the door but she thought to hell with it. She was in the kind of mood where she would willingly give some man a cheap thrill.
She was surprised when she opened the door. A huge man stood in the doorway. He was tall and brutish looking, not the sort of man a woman liked finding in her doorway. Yet, there was something about him that almost took her breath away. This man was different from anyone she had ever seen. Even Paul. He was almost frightening.
"Yes?" she asked.
"I'm looking for the Kendrick house," he said. "They're supposed to live around here."
"They live next door."
"Company never gets the right address," he groaned. "Half my life I spend looking for these damned places."
For the first time he seemed to notice the way Cindy was dressed. He showed no hurry to leave as his eyes moved up and down her body. He really seemed to appreciate her outfit.
"They live next door," Cindy said again.
"Maybe I ought to stay and find something to move around here," he suggested smiling lustfully.
"I don't have anything to move."
"You're wrong there, honey," he said. "It looks like you've got plenty to move!"
"Would you like to c-come in for a drink?"
It was a stupid thing to say and she didn't even know why she had said it. She was sure she didn't want this big, ugly man in her home. Especially with her husband due home soon.
"I'd love that," he replied.
It was already too late to stop him. The big man was pushing past her into her home. He looked around the house and he smacked his fat lips in appreciation.
"You've got a real nice place here," he said. "Real classy, like you. I'm Ben Collins."
"I'm Cindy," she said.
She had the feeling that playing games with this man would be like playing with fire. She wondered if he would rape her and then she wondered if she wanted it.
She felt herself trembling as she went to the bar and made him a drink. She could feel his eyes on her the entire time. He was still looking at her with hungry eyes when she took his drink back to him. His fingers touched hers and tingles went up and down her spine.
"Do you always invite strangers into your home?" Ben asked. "Don't you know that's dangerous?"
"I-I don't do it all the time," she said. "You looked honest enough."
He reached out and touched her thigh just below the hem of her pink dress. She shivered and quickly moved her leg away. She was positive he wouldn't stop there. Again she wished she hadn't had so much to drink. She felt the alcohol working on her system. She could feel her heart pounding fast.
"You've got to finish that quickly," she said. "My husband will be home very soon."
"Fuck your husband," he said.
"It's not my husband you want to fuck," she said.
Again the words just seemed to slip out of her. Ben was smiling, and she sure didn't like his smile. He finished his drink and reached for her again. This time he pulled her onto the couch beside him. His arms crushed her.
"You shouldn't be doing this," she moaned. "Oh damn, I just don't know what's wrong with me lately."
"I know what's wrong with you, baby," he said. "I know exactly what's wrong with you. I know what you need. You need your pussy filled. You need a good fuck!"
He had his arm around her again. He squeezed her close, and she felt his fingers moving down the slope of one tit. She couldn't seem to find the strength to move away. Even when his hand moved around and bravely cupped her tits.
"That feels good," she moaned.
"I was right about you," he said. "I can tell a hot bitch when I see one. You were just waiting for me today. You were primed and ready for my big cock!"
He kissed her mouth, and she felt the warm pressure of his fat tongue. She opened her mouth as his tongue slipped deep into her throat. For a few moments he worked his tongue in and out of her mouth until saliva was dripping from her lips. She couldn't get away from him. She felt his hands in her hair, stroking and pulling.
"You feel good to me, bitch," he said. "You feel real good. I'm glad you answered the fucking door!"
She felt his hands moving down her back and underneath her. He started squeezing her asscheeks. Cindy felt the flashes of fire going her. She pressed herself against him tightly and let her tits press flat against his chest.
She wanted to feel what his cock felt like. She moved her hand down his body to his prick. His stiff cock was pushing at the front of his trousers. She ran her fingers up and down it. She was excited by the feel and shape of his prick. His cock felt big, and she was sure that it would be brutal looking, just like the man.
"That feels so big, baby," she said.
"It is. And you're going to get it all. You're going to get every fucking inch of my cock stuffed inside your sweet pussy!"
Cindy felt powerless with this man. Why did strong men make her feel this way? She was completely out of control. He could do anything he wanted with her. And there was also the excitement of having her husband walk in on them.
"Oh shit," she moaned. "We really shouldn't be doing this, Ben."
"The hell with that, baby," Ben replied. "You were showing it off. Now your're going to find out what a fucking pussy is good for!"
He held her close again so that she almost couldn't breathe. He pulled her down off the couch onto the softly carpeted floor. She shivered as his hands moved all over her body, as if he couldn't get enough of touching her.
"You've got some fantastic body," he groaned. "You're really a fucking piece of beautiful ass!"
Cindy didn't have the strength to struggle as he touched her tits. For a moment he stroked her hot titty-flesh and then he undid the top buttons of her dress and unhooked her bra. He pulled the bra off her body to free her beautiful tits. Ben gasped as he stared at her tits.
"They are really fucking beautiful," he gasped. "I've never seen a pair of tits like yours except in the movies."
It was so scary to be with him. It was like being underneath a brutal, hairy ape. His body was crushing hers as he moved his hands up to her tits once again. She grunted with pleasure as his fingers brutally squeezed her tits. His big thumbs started moving over her hot, rigid nipples.
"You like this, baby?"
"I love it!" she moaned. "Oh shit, you know I love it!"
She put her hands in his hair and pulled his face down to her tits. His hot breath blew against her tender buds and made them even harder. She gripped the back of his head and tried to jerk his face against her.
"Please suck them!" she cried. "Suck my titties. I like to have my tits sucked!"
His tongue licked across her feverish titty-flesh. His hot mouth opened and he sucked gently at one of her nipples. His tongue felt rough and it sent shivers of fire through her. She put her hands behind his head and pulled his face closer.
"Suck them hard," she moaned. "That's what I want to feel. Your hot mouth sucking my titties hard!"
"You are a hot bitch," he moaned.
His mouth opened wider as he sucked all of her titty-flesh into his mouth. He was biting gently and his tongue was still brushing all over her fiery flesh. He had one titty glistening with spit as he raised his head.
"What a fucking beautiful pair," he said. "You taste sweeter than shit, baby!"
His mouth moved quickly to her other titty. She didn't think she'd ever been sucked so good before. He acted like he was trying to bite her titties off. His mouth moved down her belly and Cindy shivered.
"You're making me feel so good," she moaned.
"I'm going to make you feel a lot fucking better!"
He stood up and started peeling out of his clothes. Cindy thought about her husband for a second but it was only for a second. Then she quickly peeled out of her pink dress and panties. She saw him licking his lips as he looked down at her naked body.
"Damn, but you are a good-looking bitch," he said. "I could eat your pussy."
"Then why don't you?"
The big, hairy-looking man knelt down between her legs. His wet lips pressed against the inside of her thigh. His hot breath was blowing against the lips of her pussy. She opened her legs a little wider and reached down for the back of his head.
"Put your mouth in my cunt!" she moaned savagely. "Put your mouth in my pussy and eat my cunt!"
His face pressed into the warmth of her snatch. She closed her thighs around his face. His tongue started moving up and down her plump cuntlips. She spread her legs wider as she felt his tongue parting her cuntlips.
"Oh yes!" she moaned. "Suck my pussy. Suck it good!"
His tongue began thrusting in and out of her wet cuntlips. He really knew how to eat pussy. He ate her cunt, and she had never felt such a wild tongue inside her before.
"You're making me crazy!" she screamed.
"Oh shit, it makes me feel so good!"
His tongue brushed across her clitty. He opened his mouth wider and sucked her clitty into his mouth. He began to suck on it hard, sending wild shudders through her body. She knew she was getting close, but he stopped sucking and moved his head away.
"Now taste me, bitch," he said.
Cindy didn't protest as he jerked her face down to his swollen, brutal-looking cock. It looked just as big as she'd thought it would. The purplish-looking cockhead looked big enough to choke her. She ran her tongue all over his cockhead. She tasted his cum. She opened her mouth and sucked his stiff cockhead inside. She rolled his salty-tasting cockhead around inside her mouth.
"Suck it deep, baby," he told her. "I want you to suck my cock as deep into your mouth as you can. I want to feel my cockhead down your fucking throat!"
His hands were on the back of her head. He jerked her head forward and his thick cock went deep into her throat. She could feel the bubbly cockhead at the back of her throat. She could feel his prick throbbing hotly. She didn't pull her head away. Instead she brought her fingers up to caress his big balls.
"Oh fucking shit, baby," he said. "Oh fucking shit! I could blow my fucking wad just feeling that!"
His hands were still in her hair, but he didn't have to force her to do anything. Her head started bobbing up and down on her own. She attacked his cock savagely with her teeth and lips. She could feel it growing inside her mouth and she knew he was ready to shoot his wad.
She would have swallowed his cum, but he pulled her head back from his dripping prick. There was an animal look in his eyes. She had the feeling that she was about to get fucked as she'd never been fucked before.
"You sweet piece of ass," he said. "I'm going to rip your fucking cunt into pieces with my cock!"
He was already pushing her down onto her back. She spread her legs as wide as she could. She really was afraid of his huge cock. It looked like it really would split her in half. And yet she knew she couldn't stop him from fucking her.
"Stick it in me," she whispered. "Stick your big cock in my cunt. I feel so hot all over!"
He slid his hands beneath her asscheeks and lifted her off the ground. He moved forward until his cockhead was resting at the entrance to her pussy. He started moving his cockhead up and down the wet groove.
"What are you doing?" she asked. "Oh, put that fucking cock in my pussy."
"Keep begging me, baby. I like to hear you beg for cock!"
She knew it was humiliating, but she also knew that there wasn't anything she wouldn't do to get that delicious cock inside her. She reached down and ran her fingertips up and down his sweaty cock and over his cumswollen balls. "Oh shit," she moaned. "I want to be I fucked. I want to be fucked so bad. I want your stiff cock up my cunt. Give it to me, baby. Oh, give it fucking to me!"
His big hands gripped her ass tightly as he rammed all of his swollen cockmeat deep into her pussy. Cindy screamed with pleasure as his cockmeat stretched her pussy lips. His swollen cockhead was deep inside her belly. She tightened her cuntlips around his swollen cock and felt him shudder.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "You sweet fucking bitch. Use your cunt like fingers!"
He started fucking her with slow, deep strokes. She loved his fat cock. It was just as good as she'd thought it was going to be. One finger started nudging at her anus. She cried out as his finger thrust deep into her asshole. He started moving his finger in and out until she was moaning with joy. She liked feeling his finger and his cock at the same time. He began fucking her harder. His cock pounded her hard, and she felt the shiverish sensations moving up and down her body. She started lifting her ass off the ground, taking his cock as deep as she could. Another hot tingle went through her belly. She couldn't control the shaking of her thighs.
"I'm going to come!" she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come! Oh shit, it feels so good! It feels so fucking good. I'm going to fucking come, baby. I'm fucking coming! OH SHIIIHIT!"
She screamed as the wild vibrations shook her body again and again. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She was lifting her ass a little higher as her pussy juices flooded his big cock.
"That feels good," she moaned. "So damned good!"
She could feel excited shudders going through his body as he rammed her again and again. His prick was getting thicker inside her.
"Go ahead and shoot your cum," she whispered. "I want to feel your cum inside me!"
"You hot-assed little bitch," he moaned. "I'm going to shoot my wad. I'm going to ram it deep inside you and shoot my fucking wad. Get ready for it, bitch! Get fucking ready!"
He stabbed her deep as his hot cum shot deep inside her pussy. She kept moving her ass and squeezing her cunt walls together to squeeze out every drop. She kept moving her ass back and forth until she felt him shudder.
"That's so fine, baby," he said. "That felt so fucking fine. You were the best."
He kept his prick inside her for a few moments longer. She sighed as she finally felt it slipping out of her. He moved away from her and started putting on his clothes. She reached for her panties.
"Oh no, sugar," he said. "You don't have to bother with that."
"What do you mean?"
"You didn't think I came to move the furniture by myself, did you?" he asked. "I've got a couple of friends outside. They'll want to know where I've been for so long. They'll probably be pissed unless I offer to share with them."
"You must be crazy," she said. "My husband is due home any moment now."
"A gal with a cunt as hot as yours couldn't have a husband," Ben said. "Now don't you worry, baby. Hal and George will take care of you real well. They're nice fellows."
"You are crazy," she said.
"You just stay where you are, baby," he warned. "My friends will be right in."
He was dressed, and her eyes followed him as he left the living room. Quickly she started dressing. She had gotten her bra and panties back on when she heard the front door open. She could feel her heart pounding as two men came into the living room. She had never seen them before.
"Get out of my house," she said.
"Don't worry, baby," Hal Stearns said. "We're going to give you some more of what you need!"
"You're going to love this, baby," George Rodgers said.